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Updated: June 6, 2025
I have come to the conclusion that Penreath's peculiar conduct at the Durrington hotel, on which Sir Henry based his theory of furor epilepticus, was nothing more than the combined effect of mental worry and an air raid shock on a previously shattered nervous system.
Selecting a cigar, he lit it with a match from the box Peggy had given him that day. "Have you ever seen this box before, Charles?" he said, placing the box on the table. The waiter picked up the little silver and enamel box and examined it attentively. "I have, sir," he said, handing it back. "It is Mr. Penreath's." "How do you recognise it?" "By the letters in enamel, sir.
The fact that Penreath seemed a sane and collected individual to your eye proves nothing. Epileptic attacks are intermittent, and the sufferer may appear quite sane between the attacks. Epilepsy is a remarkable disease. A latent tendency to it may exist for years without those nearest and dearest to the sufferer suspecting it, so Sir Henry says. Penreath's case is a very strange and sad one."
What do they amount to? Apart from Penreath's statement in the gaol that he saw the body carried down stairs " "You can leave that out of the question," said the detective curtly. "My reconstruction of the crime is independent of Penreath's testimony, which is open to the objection that it should have been made before." "Exactly what I was going to point out," rejoined Galloway bluntly.
Penreath's hesitation, his silence what were they in the balance of probabilities in such a strange deep crime as this murder? In view of the discoveries I had already made discoveries which pointed to a most baffling mystery I should not have allowed myself to be swerved from my course by Penreath's silence in the face of accusation, inexplicable though it appeared at the time.
But as Sir Henry counted his fees in guineas, and not in half-crowns, he could afford to be luxurious in his smoking. He took a seat beside the detective and, turning upon him his professionally portentous "all is over" face, remarked: "There is no mistake. Ronald is Sir James Penreath's son." "Miss Willoughby identified him, then?" "It was a case of mutual identification. Mr.
"I should like to go also, but an engagement prevents me," said Mr. Oakham. "I am quite content to leave Penreath's interests in Mr. Colwyn's capable hands." He rose as he spoke, and held out his hand to the detective. "We have all been in error, but you have saved us from having an irreparable wrong on our consciences. I cannot forgive myself for my blindness.
But what makes me doubt the truth of it is Penreath's refusal to speak before. I mistrust confessions made out at the last moment. And his explanation that he kept silence to save the girl strikes me as rather thin. It is too quixotic." "There is more than that in it," replied Colwyn. "He had a double motive.
Sir Henry has conveyed to me his opinion, based on his observation of Mr. Penreath's eccentricity at the breakfast table the last morning of his stay here, that Mr. Penreath is an epileptic, liable to attacks of furor epilepticus a phase of the disease which sometimes leads to outbreaks of terrible violence.
When we were examining the footprints which led to the pit, the possibility of somebody else having worn Penreath's boots occurred to me, because I have seen that trick worked before, but the servant's story suggested that Penreath did not put his boots outside his door to be cleaned, but came to the door with them in his hand in the morning.
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